A super quick post today. At the beginning of August the LA Times ran this story ,which asserts dolphins are like junior high school girls because they hang out in cliques based on certain social behaviors.
I thought the article was really cool, especially since I used pods in Dolphin Girl as a metaphor for cliques, but I think the LA Times got one thing wrong. Cliques don’t just exist for junior high school girls. They exist in high school and adulthood, boys and girls, men and women. I consider political parties, religions, special interests or any way that someone might label themselves as the definition of an elite social group.
It seems we don’t outgrow it when we turn fourteen. Or fifteen. Or even sixteen.
My cliques are: wife, mom, mom of teenager (because this is a special badge of honor), sports mom (this badge requires an even greater commitment), Catholic, writer, reader, storyteller, indie-pubbed, daughter, aunt, sister, dog lover, dolphin lover, music lover, cookie baker, dieter, art appreciator, …etc.
What cliques are you a member of?
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